Anxiety was an awful thing, but well-deserved after everything Arly and the others had done to Benny over the weekend. She was convinced the police would be coming to her door every time she heard the sirens pass her dorm room...
Everything was going well. They made it inside. Tom disarmed the security system. The lock to the safe was easy to bypass. Arly couldn’t believe their luck. This plan of theirs was going to work. They were going to use the money to do some good. They were–...
Tom’s question went unanswered because Arly didn’t know what to do about Benny. He had always seemed to be a kind and compassionate human being, with a decent sense of what was right and wrong. However, he was also the son of a man who knowingly allowed his company to hurt others and benefited from the empire his father built...
21 years young. Should be writing.